Saturday, January 06, 2007

saturdays with ella

For a while now I've come down an hour prior to opening on Saturdays and will sit and knit while eating my bagel. Most people who read these ramblings know this already. However, there has been an addition to my Saturday mornings and her name is Ella.

Every Saturday morning I will go in, get my latte and bagel and sit to work on whatever knitted thing I currently have on the needles. I get a few rows done before Ella comes in. As soon as she comes in I put down the knitting and give her my undivided attention. Ella is an elderly woman. She has macular degneration. She has tremors. She's fallen and broken ribs. But every Saturday she makes it into the city to have her coffee and get her hair done. We've become fast friends. I look forward to our conversations. Sometimes they are about a time long past. Other times current events. She has grown very dear to me.

I am hoping to get her photograph soon. I want to always remember her zest for life. Just today she told me that she will sometimes take the Max (our train) out to the airport to simply get a cup of coffee and to walk around the shops there. "It's an adventure. It's fun," she says. I smile and know that it's things like that that will keep her young at heart. Her freedom is important to her. She doesn't let her body get her down. Sure she moves slower than she used to, but she makes adjustments and deals with things accordingly. She doesn't let her eyesight hinder her love of life. She quite simply, lives.

I get something from her that I have been missing. And I don't think I knew I'd been missing it until just recently.


k said... I loved this post.

Jack K. said...

Isn't it amazing how when we need someone or something we are blessed by its arrival?

The only thing we have to do is be open to recognizing it.

You are a very wise, observant young woman.

I am proud to know you. You teach me things that I need to know.

Ginny said...

What a wonderful experience for you Shan! And....on the opposite side of the are a wonderful experience for her. Doesn't God direct us to amazing "places" in life when we just let Him?

As your Dad said, one only has to be open...and you, my young friend, are one of the most open people I've met in a very long time. I am SO glad that you grace my life.


bronxbt said...

oh shanny, that is suuuuch a sweet post. it's amazing what we realize we've lost once we find it again.

for me, it was my wallet, but hey, to each their own.

that gal is equally lucky to have found you... independance is fine, but even finer are quality people to share it with.

*new, early fuzziechadsrule post if yer interested too! eep!

PlazaJen said...

That's very very cool! It's funny how the coolest, most unexpected things happen when you open your ears & heart....